The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, 4. köide1754 |
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Page 12
... gave them but their due . ] Our Author always found thofe he commended lefs fenfible than those he reproved . The reafon is plain . He gave the latter but their due ; and the other thought they had no more . - VER . 180. —a Perfian tale ...
... gave them but their due . ] Our Author always found thofe he commended lefs fenfible than those he reproved . The reafon is plain . He gave the latter but their due ; and the other thought they had no more . - VER . 180. —a Perfian tale ...
Page 64
... gave countenance to an invidious imputation , as if his chief talent lay in copying finely . But if ever there was an inventive genius in Poetry it was Pope's . But his fancy was fo corrected by his judgment , and his imitation fo ...
... gave countenance to an invidious imputation , as if his chief talent lay in copying finely . But if ever there was an inventive genius in Poetry it was Pope's . But his fancy was fo corrected by his judgment , and his imitation fo ...
Page 85
... gave : " I cannot like , dread Sir , your Royal Cave : 115 " Because I fee , by all the tracks about , " Full many a Beast goes in , but none come out . ” Adieu to Virtue , if you're once a Slave : Send her to Court , you fend her to ...
... gave : " I cannot like , dread Sir , your Royal Cave : 115 " Because I fee , by all the tracks about , " Full many a Beast goes in , but none come out . ” Adieu to Virtue , if you're once a Slave : Send her to Court , you fend her to ...
Page 107
... if this advice appear the worst , E'en take the Counsel which I gave you first : Or better Precepts if you can impart , Why do , I'll follow them with all my heart , THE FIRST EPISTLE OF THE SECOND BOOK OF HORACE . Ep . VI . 106 OF HORACE .
... if this advice appear the worst , E'en take the Counsel which I gave you first : Or better Precepts if you can impart , Why do , I'll follow them with all my heart , THE FIRST EPISTLE OF THE SECOND BOOK OF HORACE . Ep . VI . 106 OF HORACE .
Page 155
... Gave him much praife , and fome reward befide . Next pleas'd his Excellence a town to batter ; ( Its name I know not , and it's no great matter ) 45 VIR . 43. Gave him much praise , and fome reward befide ! ] For the fake of a ftroke of ...
... Gave him much praife , and fome reward befide . Next pleas'd his Excellence a town to batter ; ( Its name I know not , and it's no great matter ) 45 VIR . 43. Gave him much praise , and fome reward befide ! ] For the fake of a ftroke of ...
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Page 49 - Hear this, and tremble! you, who 'scape the Laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave ^/ Shall walk the World, in credit, to his grave.
Page 27 - Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Page 12 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Page 14 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 4 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Page 13 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 167 - Bright through the rubbish of some hundred years ; Command old words, that long have slept, to wake, Words that wise Bacon or...
Page 6 - A virgin tragedy, an orphan muse.' If I dislike it, 'Furies, death and rage!' If I approve, 'Commend it to the stage.
Page 20 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence...
Page 41 - My head and heart thus flowing thro' my quill, Verse-man or prose-man, term me which you will, Papist or Protestant, or both between, Like good Erasmus in an honest mean, In moderation placing all my glory, While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory.